(pictures take forever to get on with the chaos of kids so for now I'm posting just the text. Come back later to see the fun.)
When consciousness descended on me this morning, I knew I
was not alone. When I was able to open
my eyes, a laugh wasn’t far away. X and
X² were sitting in chairs in the corners of this tiny kitchen. When I asked why they were sitting there,
they said they put themselves in time out to keep themselves from doing
something wrong.
As we started to discuss their logic, I was distracted by
the glorious view outside the front door.
The sun was rising right before my eyes.
I abandoned the conversation, grabbed my shoes and threw open the
door. I was half way across the lawn
before the boys thought to ask where I was going.
“Sunrise on the beach!!” was all I had to say before they
were running towards me. It was only
minutes later when 8 of the ten of us were on the beach watching the most
incredible sunrise.
We were slow to get moving since the kids were enjoying the
sand and the toys and…well, TASMANIA but when we actually did leave, we got
side tracked before we’d even gone 5 miles.
You need a little back story before I tell you why we got
distracted. The guy who runs/owns the
South Arm Cabin Retreat is named Malcome and his wife is Rose. We’ve not met Rose yet, but Malcome is as
close to a replica of Cody’s dad as you’re ever going to meet. They bought this land when they retired;
built these cabins and now they take care of this place. In everything that we’ve seen, it’s run
exactly as you’d expect it to be if Jim was running it. He was super friendly, chatted with us about
everything we were interested in, gave us some great suggestions for where to
go and what to do…he was incredible!
After we got back from the beach, he came over with two hand drawn maps
to show us where we could go to do the things we told him we were interested
in.
One of the places he told us to go is to Opossum Bay. This made us laugh because one of Jim’s
favorite TV programs is Red Green.
Anyone who’s familiar with that show knows that he runs the Possum
Lodge. It’s far too similar to be
ignored. So when we saw the sign to
Opossum Bay, all thoughts of exploring Hobart’s museum went flying away and we headed
to the Bay. We drove all the way to the
end of the bay, ignoring the well established places in preference to wandering
off the beaten path.
The beach we ended up on wasn’t the beautiful, sandy beach
you’d expect, but a sea shell ridden cacophony. We found a rocky section and with it all sorts of skeletons. Then pi² found a live muscle. This lead us to looking for other sea
food. That’s when I realized what I had been seeing in the water--oysters. Loads of them, just
laying in the pristine waters we were walking next to.
On one of them was a little tiny crab.
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